Summer Speed

Can't believe it's been a few months since the last blog post - I seem to have got caught up in a house move, a leaking roof, trying to gain some inroads into overgrown garden borders, holidaying in the rain, and wishing all my tomatoes would ripen before autumn heads this way.

Seemed to manage to coordinate the absurdities of the UK summer weather when we took our family holiday by dodging showers in the Castle, ensconcing ourselves in the Butterfly Sanctuary when buckets of rain were non-stop and lazing on the beach (after battling with the worse-for-wear beach shelter - who says the tent poles needed that elastic cord) when the sun deemed to pay us a visit.



Oh and the ice-cream helped.

Misty Beach Life

Have just returned from a wonderful camping holiday in Northumberland (hence the neglected blog) which was full of sun, BBQ's, castles, bike rides, ice-cream, more ice-cream, and the most amazing landscapes.

The sun appeared nearly every day, but what I also found beautiful was when a sea mist would descend suddenly - standing on the beach in glorious sunshine one minute, unable to see the sea the next.



Children's ability to create games without prompting or props is always a delight too - miles away from the play station/ TV/ computer world. The "sand hand" is a game of trying to build the biggest hand you can by piling up as much wet sand on top of your hand as you can without dropping it.



Meanwhile, the female of the clan decided rock pools made a perfect bath, and a shiny black beach stone was the soap.



British beach life at its best!